Two terrifying forces erupted within the Imperial Capital.
Dark red and gold light intertwined in the air, devouring each other before exploding apart. Every collision left a fleeting brand across the sky.
After the third collision, Di Tian's dark red light began to weaken. Its color faded and its edges blurred, as though it were running out of fuel.
His right fist was still pushing forward, but it advanced less and less, every inch demanding more strength.
Qi Wu gave him no chance to catch his breath. The golden giant's left hand suddenly opened, its five fingers clamping around Di Tian's right wrist and locking his weakening fist in place.
At the same time, its right fist, wrapped in the compressive power of the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Realm, slammed straight toward Di Tian's chest.
[Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Realm · Compression Collapse]!
The punch neither spread nor burst outward. All its power was compressed into the single inch of space where the fist made contact, like a star compressed to its limit.
The shell over Di Tian's chest caved in the instant the punch landed. Cracks raced outward from the point of impact, and dark red fragments exploded from his chest like flaking rust.
Di Tian slid several dozen feet backward, his feet plowing two deep furrows through the ground.
His shell had not finished shattering, but the area over his chest was already completely hollow, exposing the crack-riddled body beneath.
He did not retreat. He stamped his left foot down to steady himself, then swept his right leg across, whipping it toward Qi Wu's waist with the full weight of the dark red giant behind it.
Qi Wu blocked. The golden arm collided with the dark red shin, releasing a ring of surging air that knocked both men back a